Sep 28, 2009 23:36
The Informant was great and really interesting. Patty and I utterly laughed our asses off, but then at the end it was sad or disturbing or frightening or something. A bit "there but for the grace of" -- the compulsive lying that started out as hilarious was actually pretty chilling and pathetic by the end.
I could watch Joe McHale's cat-like, turned up-nose-face all day long.
After Patty and I had awesome Indian food and then got home in time for me to catch some of Baz Luhrmann on Dancing with the Stars. *sigh* I'd be lying if I told you I wasn't planning to watch the whole bloody two-hour nightmare on the Internet later this week. Oh, Baz.
Then we watched an episode of Merlin. Man, Arthur and Merlin are so dating. I wish this show could actually get some drama under itself and be about something so I could actually bring myself to care. Then again, I'm not sure my social circle can take another odd cracky show becoming serious drama all of a sudden.
I really, really, do not want to have to make another post about the LLAs, but just because I think the change (particularly the mid-year change) to the eligibility criteria of the LLAs is problematic and potentially unfair to bisexual, transgender and genderqueer authors doesn't mean I have any patience for the nasty, nasty bouts of privilege I'm now witnessing from what I would like to presume is a minority of self-identifying straight authors. Don't fucking talk to me about the closet or about privilege you think I have, because I am not interested in being that angry this week. I have better things to do (like live my life) and cannot be indulging or pointing out this shit at every damn turn. Anything else I have to say right now will probably be deeply uncharitable and yet fairly fucking justified so I'm going to stop right there.
The trailer for Where the Wild Things Are looks unexpectedly awesome to me.